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I o Ir)c ['r7en-)ory o Iqc 

RT. REV. W. F. DICKERSON, 

Jui^ior joiisl-;)op o[ ll)e J^eli^e-l a/l. [J\. E. Gliurcl). ■ 



r FiLUM(M[]ii:M. 



SpHE Shepherd of the fold is dead and goue, 
Aud woe's dark veil, around his flock, ' ■ 

Who mouni with hearts bereaved, abo*e his cl 
Now mould'ring into dust, from sight away. 

The chiming bell, within the belfry near, 
Awakes with doleful knell the slumh'ring ear. 

Not ret arisen from its stolid dream, 
To lend a tear, to sootlie the troubled stream. 

Thus unto consciousness are we awake. 
And here with love this eulogizing make 

To him we hold, close to our bosoms near. 
With gratitude and warm affections dear. 

We bow our heads, our sorrow to appease. 

While from the bell, the solemn toU we hear, 

Mates swifter yet the flowing of the tear. 

Ah me ! The ties that bound us once are broke. 
And far, and near, is felt the stunning stroke 

That went from earth to Heaven's lofty cone, 
■ftTiere all our deeds, and all we feel, a 



I saw him last in battle, at his post 
On Bethel's plain, amid his loving host. 

There wielding high the sword of Heaven' 
Defending Great Jehovah's holy laws. 



dead ; 
led 



But now behold him here ! before 

And as the lamb, he to the flock 
To better fields, on Heaven's blissful shore. 

To feast on manna sweet, foreiermore. 

"God bless his soul at rest forevermore, " 
So sayeth he who doth his loss deplore. 

From every where, these pensive words we hear. 
From tearful friends, and strangers, far and near 




Now fare-thee-v 
Peace unto thee, crowi 



And may the God who clt,ronatcd thee, 
Permit us all thy face Ijn Heaven to 



happy spirit thine, 

d at the Saviour's shrine. 



So JUS to all he lived, so did he die. 

And none who knew him, can this tnitli deny. 

The foes that would him ill, now bow with shame, 
For in their hearts they've conjured naught to blaiin 

By every class his goodly deeds are told. 
Round tlie fireside, in words outspoken, bold ; 

The child, the youth, and others bent in age. 
Rehearse the lessons, taught them by the sage. 



he 



> to heavenly works inclined, 
,j ».: ... i,p turner] his mine 



As mortals here, are we but spared to stay. 
Awhile, to tread life's dark and weary way. 

That hath too short an ending here it seems. 
For man to finish well his earthly dre.ims. 

And by that way our noble Shepherd went 
Upward, an<l on to folds of glory bent. 

Where angels bright in holy pleasure blend 
Around God's throne, in joys that never end. 

•Mong that path, o'er Trouble's rugged rock. 
Led he with care his now lamenting flock, 

rill at the fount of Mercy's flowing rill 
He left them all, their thirsting souls to fill. 

Fated to feebleness in life are we. 
Consigned by God to mortal destiny. 

Therefore, the friends we love and cherish so, 
Must fade and die, must from our presence go. 

And so with him, for whom we're doomed to sigh. 
His fate he met, and severed is tlie tie, 

The tie which bound us so in hand and heart. 
That death alone the binding links could part. 



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CwHBht.d b? E,b.,l Pl.mm.- ul wrai.m B. J«l.,n, j,„ son, 1885. 



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